They say . . .

Day 8
Two more days. Can I survive?

They say day 1, 3 or 4 are the hardest, but I completely disagree. I think day 7-9 are the hardest because by now, one has gotten so damn sick of this stuff that its no longer fun and exciting, its nauseating. Perhaps I'm doing it all "wrong" and not seeing the actual benefits. Honestly, I can't really tell. One thing I noticed today was that my sinuses are cleared in the morning. But still, its not enough for me to want to ever do this again. So please, if I EVER mention that I'm thinking of doing the cleanse again, direct me back to my blog and make me read all entries out loud. I'll say this right now to my future self: ANDREA DON'T DO IT! NEVER EVER AGAIN!
But with anything, eating the same dang thing day in and day out and running to the bathroom in the middle of the day and before you go to bed, is just not for me. No no. I've also come to realize that as much as I find routine comforting: knowing what to expect next, knowing what I'm doing tomorrow, etc. eating and doing the same thing over and over again is quite boring. I like the way my life is right now, its quite pleasant for me. Its not the most exciting, but I think its enriching. But, throw this dang cleanse in the middle of it and I feel tied down and want to burst free.
So what have I learned? Don't eat the same thing too often, no matter how convenient it can be. Yesterday, I volunteered at the food bank, packaging, well, food. And I've never craved oatmeal and cereal so bad! I love cereal, but I've decided to give up on it. I'm also going to cut back a bit on soy milk and use rice milk or almond milk (whichever is not so watery.) I'll leave the soy for lattes.
Anyway, two more days and I want to die. Ok, that's dramatic, but I want to eat, just out of spite, out of anger, out of frustration but I won't. I shall persevere.

And on another note. I want to go camping. I never have, but I'd like to, with the right people. I'm envious of everyone's Facebook post.